His warning was ineffective, and before he even finished speaking, her little hand covered him.
An An gasped, unable to believe that she actually dared to do this.
"Let go!" he growled, his handsome face flushed with anger, and even sweat slipped from his forehead.
Ji Milan was no less shocked than him. With just a slight touch of his fingertips, he felt what it means to be a man's power. It's so hot, so hot!
She subconsciously wanted to retract her hand, but it was already this time, where could she retreat?
She hesitated, endured the nervousness and shyness in her heart, and said stubbornly, "Stop talking what you mean, every man will like it!"
She has made sufficient preparations. She has watched so many discs. Do you think she is watching them in vain? Every heroine in the disc does this. Which male protagonist doesn't like it? Not only does she like it, but she also likes it.
Everyone likes them so much!
Thinking of this, she gained a little more confidence, and her little hands got busy, touching, rubbing, holding, pinching... The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, the Nine Yin White Bone Claws, the Sad Sun Palm, and the Tianshan Plum Blossom Palm.
, Lotus Palm, Nianhua Finger, Parami Hand, Yiyang Finger, Thunderbolt Fist... they were all used!
Twist it lightly, twist it slowly, then pick it up again, noisily and in a mixed manner!
An An gritted his teeth tightly. For the man's self-esteem, he could not give in!
However, he did not give in, but his brother had to give in.
If she plays like this and he doesn't respond, will he still be called a man?
But after being played like this by him, his self-esteem as a man was gone!
This damn woman! She is so bold! She can even do such shocking things!
Somewhere in his body continued to expand, but he was not proud of his reaction at all, he only felt embarrassed and surprised.
How could this happen? He actually reacted to her?
Even if he has no experience to compare with, can her messy movements be called skills? It's all nonsense!
But her hands were soft enough, soft enough, smooth enough, and greasy enough to make up for all her jerkiness and clumsiness. He was confused and his blood was boiling.
If he had the strength, he would definitely push her away, but he didn't have the strength, and couldn't even speak. He could only grit his teeth and enjoy, no, endure!
Veins jumped on his forehead, sweat soaked his entire back, and blood boiled all over his body, flowing uncontrollably to the same place. There was an unbearable impulse there, clamoring for vent, but it wasn't enough... and he couldn't.
!
Jimilan worked on it for a long time and was very tired. After all, it was the first time to do this kind of thing. No matter how much he had seen in theory, he had never practiced it!
She was quite enthusiastic and excited at the beginning, her heart was beating wildly, she was nervous and shy, but slowly... the excitement was gone, the nervousness was gone, and even the shyness was gone, only impatience was left.
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Hou, her hands are so sore!
Is he feeling well? When can she take the next step?
In the disc, it's all acting, and the male protagonist attacks the heroine, so the heroine doesn't have to worry about the timing issue at all. But why hasn't this Bo Anrui counterattacked after so long?
Oh, by the way, he has no strength!
"Jimilan, you are such an idiot! You actually forgot such a crucial issue!" She was annoyed, her pretty little face full of regret.
Oops, it's been so long, she's really wasting her time!
What are you waiting for? Hurry up and take the next step!
As soon as her little hand stopped, she raised her little face.
Don't stop! An An almost shouted.
"Damn it!" Fortunately, he didn't really shout out, but she suddenly withdrew her little hand, causing him to fall back to the ground from the clouds, and he suddenly felt a sense of loss.
Lost? How is that possible?
"Jimilan! Let me go quickly!" He shouted urgently, but this also revealed his inner uneasiness and even panic.
She really let go of him, but what she did next was even more abominable! She opened the zipper on the side and slowly took off the black lace dress she was wearing.
"You..." He wanted to look away, but couldn't.
She still had some conscience and didn't turn on the lights so that he wouldn't suffer her "poisonous" hands under the bright lights. But precisely because she didn't turn on the lights, the silver moonlight from outside quietly filtered in, filling the dark room with a mist.
There is a mysterious atmosphere.
Her body is as white as jade, with black hair and black eyes. The slightly curly waves hang down on her chest like tassels, cleverly covering the two pink cherry blossoms so as not to be exposed. Her looming style is particularly moving.
He was wrong! He thought she was a witch before, but it turns out that she is more than that, she is also a witch!
Damn it! She actually has the ability to confuse him!
With a low curse, he quickly closed his eyes.
"Jimilan, don't waste your efforts, I won't let you succeed!" He declared to her angrily, and at the same time he was hypnotizing himself. He couldn't be impulsive. Although he was already impulsive, it was nothing, it was just normal for a man.
It’s just physiological instinct!
He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but what he breathed in was the faint fragrance of her body, and what he breathed out was the hot breath that he couldn't suppress. What's worse, even though he had closed his eyes, his mind was still full of thoughts.
She looks innocent yet charming.
That made him unable to calm down, and the result of not being calm was that somewhere in his body became hotter.
"I must succeed today!" Jimilan snorted and threw the last restraint on her body on the floor. Although her hands and feet were weak, her face remained calm, not wanting him to see that she was actually
She is also very nervous.
Ignoring the man's anger, she sat back on him, and the softness and hardness of the two people directly offset each other.
"..." An An's body suddenly shook, and he almost burst out in shame. He quickly gritted his teeth to hold back.
If he really loses at the hands of this woman, it will definitely be worse than death!
Sensing his strong tremor, Jimilan's eyes lit up. Is this an ok rhythm?
"Bo Anrui, you are looking forward to it too, right?"
The eager expression on her face made him feel chilled.
His body trembled involuntarily, but he couldn't tell whether it was nervousness or something else.
"Jimilan, it's too late for you to regret it now. I promise not to hold you accountable..." He tried to make a final struggle.